The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

Chapter 190 Let Him Go

The confrontation lasted for several minutes.

Caught in the middle, Gwendolyn glanced from one man to the other.

As the 023 special drug had lost its effect on Maverick, he now looked more imposing than Charles. His eyes gleamed with a chilling and merciless intensity.

Gwendolyn did not know what to say.

They were already eyeing each other with so much hostility in the beginning that she was not sure how the night would end.

She cleared her throat loudly, drawing their attention to her.

Gwendolyn then gestured for Charles to look in the direction of the dining room. “Charles, I’ve prepared all this food, and I’ve been waiting for you. I’ve also prepared two bottles of red wine. It’s been a long time since we’ve had a drink together. Let’s all drink and be merry tonight.”

“Okay.”

Charles shifted his focus from Maverick to Gwendolyn. He looked at her affectionately as they walked into the dining room together.

“Gwen, your culinary skills are amazing. These dishes smell so good. I wasn’t that hungry earlier, but now my appetite has been whetted.”

“I’m happy as long as you like them.”

Maverick stood in the stairwell, observing their interaction keenly.

Even though Gwendolyn had already told him about her plan that night, he was still caught off-guard when he saw her smiling happily at Charles and speaking to him in such a gentle manner.

He felt a pang of heartache.

When would Gwendolyn treat him the way she was treating Charles?

Both of them were chatting and laughing in the dining room, oblivious to the awkward expression on Maverick’s face.

At the dining table, Gwendolyn pursed her lips and smiled. She took the bottle of red wine that had been decanted and was about to pour some for Charles.

Charles extended his hand, making a gesture to stop her. “Gwen, you have a servant here. You don’t have to do this yourself.”

Gwendolyn’s expression momentarily froze, but she quickly regained her composure.

the red wine and looked in the

“Maverick, come here.”

with a satisfied look. He was sitting in an upright position as if he had cultivated this habit over the years. His eyes were fixed on Maverick, waiting for the latter to go over

turned to look at Gwendolyn. There was a hint of surprise in his voice when he said, “Gwen, there’s some dirt on your

sat in her chair, not

gaze, Charles extended his hands in a gentle and deliberate motion

they could come in contact with her face, another pair of hands grasped Charles’

uttered through gritted teeth, “Mr. Newton, mind your manners. Keep

do whatever I wish.

was about to shake

at Charles. The former’s eyes bore a malevolent and piercing intensity, radiating a palpable

free, but his efforts

so arrogant. Such a defiant

about to speak when Maverick snorted coldly. “My employer is Gwendolyn. Who do

eyes. Their hands were entangled, their

mounting tension in

sighed as she held

be an intense

giving Maverick

“That’s enough. Let go.”

Maverick released his

His glare was fixed on Charles, capturing his every

hint of annoyance. “Gwen, it seems like we won’t be able to enjoy our meal tonight as

understood what Charles meant and looked sternly at Maverick. “Mr. Newton is my guest. You’ve offended him the moment you got here. Are you

the villa and

the

glancing in his direction. “Bring him to the basement to do some soul-searching.

Quinton looked at

frowned, his face looking extremely cold. He spoke up with a hurt voice.

look at him with a sneer

was little. I used to hold a grudge against him, but now I’ve come to terms with it. Let bygones be bygones. After all, he still has a special place in my heart. I gave you a chance to terminate our employment contract, but you stubbornly refused to leave. If you can’t stand the way things are here, get lost. Do you

cut through him like a

that it took his breath

speak those hurtful words still caused him great pain and a

Gwendolyn no longer had feelings for

intentionally using Charles to tell Maverick the truth in a roundabout

in the past, but aren’t you even a little moved by what

Gwendolyn kept quiet.

that Maverick was slowly tearing up. His